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Oct 2018
Why do I do this to myself?
Staying up, never sleeping.
Sleeping, never staying asleep.
I can’t shake off this feeling of silence.
The feeling that keeps me so awake.
I look around and see nothing,
Only the pitch black of the room.
The lights on the A/C.
Something’s missing.
Something that means so much to me.
And.. I’ve been awake for so long.
That I feel like I’ve truely lost it...
Can you help me...?
Can you help me find My imagination...?
Demons
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Demons  21/The Void
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